I felt the tension bleed off as I lay in my bed.I woke the next morning around four, having slept almost twelve hours. I guess my body had been so ten...e I must have just passed out. I did feel rested. I got up and followed my daily morning ritual. I logged onto SOL and proceeded to read my favorite categories newest offerings. I was done by six, and went out for breakfast. While I was at the restaurant, I turned my cell on and found that I had 16 messages all from Becky. They started out calm. Pat Kersee and Tia Lopez were one of the couples. Pat had been out here a few times before, but it never ceased to amaze Tim how a 350-pound lineman could get on a jet-ski without it sinking to the bottom of the lake. If Isaac Newton and Albert Einstein could handle that, Tim reasoned, they could handle Tia’s 100-pounds-dripping-wet frame on top of that. The jet-ski in front was driven by Carlos, with his passenger being whoever he happened to be banging this week. He’d told Tim her name, but. Some men dribble piss or cum, and other guys are sprayers. Gilbert was a sprayer of note and it felt like a spa bath nozzle had been let loose in her cunt. The uterus massage she received had her convulsing with joy. Layla would happily have stood there for several more minutes as her pussy filled, then overflowed with hot piss and semen. The gush that streamed down her legs and onto the cement floor caressed her legs in comforting warmth.Layla instantly realized that making love on a bed in. My mouth suddenly dried. I was stunned, she was stunning. The curls of black hair were tighter and closer to her scalp than in years gone by but, even from a distance, the chocolate-drop eyes and the full lips, coated with a crimson lipstick, were familiar. Her caramel arms were exposed in a sleeveless, pastel lemon dress. It was the only bodily flesh on view but, in this instance, less was certainly more. From a demure white-trimmed collar at the base of her throat, the tight bodice.